Lyrics:
was saying that they had you
Pull up by your grandmother house, I receive some bad news
That was the second time I had learned, I couldn't trust
Money and power, ooh
Money and power, fortune fame
These are the things that, fast life brings
Lil' O got rich, cause O got licks
Now I got
that dust in the air
I worked hard all week
Trying to make the ends meet
Just doin' my fair share
Call on the cell phone
Everybody wants to go hang
on living
We got so much
Joy!
Feeling Joy, feeling Joy, feeling joy keep on living
Yeah that’s that new John Tyler
Want to see him live?
Be caller #26! Win
Imma take you
To the sweet spot
Ain't that what
You want
Little mama call me
Big shot
Cause I got what
She want
Cause you know when
We ride
save your love, I just want your company (Pray 4 Love)
I fall in the club for free
I give out daps and them hugs, but no one's for me
'Cause that type
ain't money making ?
Why these niggas never working and worried bout what we making ?
Me, I specialize in the arts and craft of honey taking
Ain't no way
You can't judge me this is my life
I do what I want when I want bitch I'm on my time
I do not concentrate on y'all comments I pay it no mind
Y'all
I'm hopeless
What's wrong with a motherfucker coming up
Making mo' bucks that's why them ho's fuck
Had enough of these punks, thug for life
Can't stand
ain't picking up my line
Unless it's money on the phone
Gotta get it on the daily all I want is dubs you know what I'm on
I been chasing after paper all I
with Vlad
Motivation, that what got me up and off my ass
How society set up, it was made for us to crash
The key of life, you gotta grind hard, you want
You don't say?
What a day oh what a day
Can you feel it too?
What a day oh what a day
I want to share it with you
What a day
What a day
What a day
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
the cost
Uh to be a boss
Baby what you want
Imma pay it off
And it's not easy tryna be lil remi
I'm up in the cut it's like ah 100 degrees
I'm getting
please everybody
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
I grew up in the gutter, life a motherfucker
I guess that why I don't trust
Y'all niggas light work
If I told y'all what I made a verse, shit, that might hurt
I can give y'all niggas a clue, how much that ice worth?
Take that
the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Now that you finally got
Hey Joe!How can we know
What you've been doing all these years?
It's not that I'm asking you for money
I just want you by my side
His brother Marc
it but the shit don't stop
It be hot, why'all niggas is worthless in the money market
I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what?
Think about it,
yo bitch, don't want that broke ho around me
And me and Thug still on the run so fuck yo bounty
I love my girl so much, that money, I let her count it
game but I don't give a fuck, my nigga
I feel threatened by anybody, I'ma bust that nigga up my nigga
Then go get a mill, fuck my bitch
I take this game
Lex LaFoy
Show me your number
And I show you what it is
I generate my own money
Run my own biz
These blessers in my face
Blowing bubbles like fizz
I
and confused
16 year underdog still donning Under-roos
Sorry Busta, I know my flow sounds used
Written and directed by the likes of John Hughes
Recycled
Doing all the same stuff beside your boy
By the time I stepped through the door
I just wanna really tell you how I feel
Nobody else wants to keep it real
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